Introducing myself to the new neighbor
I was home on break this past winter when my parents noted to me that we got new neighbors. It didn't take long for me to see them, particularly their son. I kept seeing him outside....he was about six feet tall, with longer blonde hair, and piercing blue eyes. He looked in shape, but I couldn't tell how old he was. Plus I wasn't out to my parents and didn't want to risk it.
One day I went to get the mail and realized that some of the mail in our mailbox belonged to the neighbors. So I walked over next door and rang the door. Their son answered the door. He was wearing a white t-shirt and basketball shorts.
"Hi, I'm Dave", he said as he stuck out his hand. I shook it and looked at him and we made eye contact. I immediately fell in love.
"Oh, I got your mail, by mistake...." I said, briefly forgetting why I had even gone over there.
He let me in and I put the mail on a table by the door.
We started chatting about school and he mentioned that the college I was going to was one he was interested in attending. The conversation seemed a little awkward, but I figured that maybe he was a little socially awkward.
"You know..." he said. "I've seen you looking at me when I'm outside". I was embarrassed, but I fessed up to it.
"Are you gay?" He asked.
"I'm bi." I said. I didn't want to out myself to him for fear that if something went wrong, my parents would find out.
"I'm gay." He said. "But I'm not out to my parents yet."
"Are they home?" I asked.
"Yeah, they're out by the pool in the back." It was an unseasonably warm day. But living in the South, not totally out of the ordinary.
He leaned in and began to kiss me.
I pulled back. "Are you 18?" I asked.
"Yeah, I turned 18 two months ago." Dave replied.
Then he leaned in again and we began to make out. We walked over to the couch and continued to make out. As we made out I felt his abs, pecs and arms beneath his white t-shirt. His abs felt rock hard, and his pecs were strong. I could tell this guy worked out and was in great shape for a 18 year old.
He leaned over to kiss me and pulled my shirt up. I had gotten more muscle and more defined abs in the last 2 years I'd been at college.
"Nice abs..." Dave said.
He kissed down my lower chest and pulled my straining dick through the fly of my boxer briefs and out of my shorts.